From the grains of a corn

   To the rustle of hucks-

       Perfection.

From the viens of my leaves

     To the stems in my trees-

        Perfection.

The clouds in the sky,

     And the birds in the air-

        Perfection.

Through the warmth of life's blood,

      To the cold of death's touch,

        Perfection.

From my Spirit to your ways,

      To the creation that I made.

       Perfection.